Underground Arena (3)

Kwa-dang! A dull thud echoed across the silent stage. Chakuru, who had tossed me aside like garbage, flushed red with bloodshot eyes. That fierce beast, who hadn’t lost his triumphant expression even when faced with anti-Astra taunts or severe injuries during the duel, had lost his composure at the single, pathetic plea, “Save me.”

-Uuuuu!

-Don’t you have any pride?!

“Quiet!”

The audience’s jeers rained down like hail, met by Chakuru’s even more furious stomping. Their anger stemmed from one reason: he had desecrated the duel! He had disgraced the Yellow Tiger Tribe! It was hard to understand from a human perspective, but to them, a duel was a kind of ritual. A ritual to draw out the instincts of a beast, suppressed in a civilized city.

To lay down one’s life at the end of such a duel was a glorious thing among the Yellow Tiger Tribe. A tiger brought to its knees. Would he be remembered as a fierce beast ruling the world, or would he become mere meat to be eaten? Even if he wasn’t a Yellow Tiger, closing his eyes in peace with the respect of the victor wouldn’t be such a miserable end. You know, like those villains who say, “You were a worthy opponent,” and then turn their backs.

But, sadly.

I hate those clichés. A villain should act like a villain. They should play with their opponent as painfully as possible. I coughed up blood and lifted my head. I was a little worried about bleeding too much if I moved now… but I was still barely okay.

“Are you mocking me right now?!”

The exhilaration the battle had given me cooled sharply, pounding in my heart. Chakuru shouted, his heart filled with rage.

“Hic, hik…”

I prostrated myself on the floor in a pathetic display. My forehead and chest pressed against the ground. My hands neatly folded and placed on my forehead. The so-called dogeza.

-Aaaah!!! What is this!!! The human magician has begun to beg pathetically for his life!!!

The host, glancing at me, was grinning. He was smiling slyly, as if he knew what was about to happen. There was no pity in his eyes. I muttered abjectly amidst the gazes piercing me from all directions.

“I, I’m sorry. Please, save m―.”

-Thwack!

“Keuheuk?!”

Huh? I lost my vision while speaking. What happened, oh. I was kicked. When I came to my senses, I was flying far away from the kick.

“Kuheup, keheuk…”

Blood gushed from my mouth. My ribs were broken, piercing my internal organs. I should start reconstruction soon. The bleeding was reaching a dangerous level. The good thing was that everyone here didn’t know about human durability. Even if they used half of their strength, a bitch like me would turn into jerky. If it weren’t for reconstruction, I would have died twice already.

“Haa…”

I looked up at Chakuru with eyes that were more hollow than before. Eyes shining fiercely through the scar across his brow. It was a difference in gaze that I hadn’t felt in a long time. In this moment where the hierarchy was clearly defined. I was a wounded, weak female.

“Listen, everyone!!!”

Chakuru stood before me, trembling with desperate eyes, and shouted to the audience.

“What should I do with this human?!”

He chose to raise the cooled heat in ‘another way.’

“This victory is my victory and the victory of the Astra! I will gladly follow your words!”

Chakuru declared proudly under the stage’s bright lights. In other words, he would become the audience’s proxy, handing over the power of life and death he had seized.

-Tear him apart!

-Skin him alive!

“Hic, hii…”

To explain it more directly.

The target I had to beg had changed.

“If you want to die with as little pain as possible, do as you’re told.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and bowed my head again. Towards the audience, hoping they would grant me a more merciful treatment. In fact, I knew very well that all these actions were futile, only stimulating their sadism. I’ll gladly play along.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

-Thud! I slammed my head into the stone-filled ground. I looked at the blood flowing from my torn forehead and said.

“H, human like me. Dared to, to be presumptuous to Astra-nim. D, dared to.”

-Thud!! Before the stone chips embedded in my forehead could even fall off, I slammed my head again. My consciousness blurred and my body lost strength, but my strong willpower kept me alive.

“Not knowing my place. I challenged you. P, please―.”

At that moment, before this miserable plea could end. One of the Astra in the audience shouted to Chakuru.

-Tear off his clothes!

“Hic…”

I looked up at Chakuru with a pale face drained of blood. He was expressionless. He just silently, with his nails raised, approached me.

“Kyaaak?!”

-Chwaak!!!

“D, don’t look… Please, don’t, don’t.”

I lowered my head in shame and trembled. My clothes, torn in one go down to my underwear, became rags, exposing my full breasts and pink nipples without filter.

But this wasn’t the end. Chakuru, grabbing my relatively intact legs and lifting me into the air, raised one of his nails and tore apart my lower garments.

In an instant, I was naked. Seeing my slightly protruding belly, Chakuru’s hand trembled slightly, but that was it. He no longer cared about my belly.

“P, pleaase… Hikkueut…”

I pleaded with a sobbing voice. My appearance, lifted into the air with only one leg held, was like a captured prey. In reality, I was closer to a toy, but it didn’t matter.

Blood streamed from between my torn thighs, making it look hideous, but the audience was even more excited than before. The female Astra covered their mouths and watched the situation with interest, while the male Astra shouted, their things standing between their legs.

-Rape him!

Would they even grant such a request?

I could feel that they were shouting in a state of half-doubt.

“Heiiit?!”

But at this moment. Chakuru was the Astra’s proxy. He was ready to grant any of their requests.

“A, uh. Uh?”

Something brushed past the back of my head, hanging upside down. A nasty, sweaty smell. It felt like a heavy lump of meat. I swallowed hard and looked at the audience. They were strangely excited. In particular, the female Astra’s mouths were wide open, not thinking of closing.

“N, no, right? Chakuru? I, I was wrong. P, please. I said I’d do anything, didn’t I.”

“…”

As expected, he said nothing. I could only sob, dropping tearful beads.

“Hic, heuek?”

He turned his body, put his arm around my neck, and supported his weight. My body turned over, and my vision returned to normal. But. I felt something hot and hard between my legs.

“Chakuruut?! Hieuk…?!”

The moment he tightened his arm around my neck was the same moment a weapon-like object entered between my legs.

“Hegeuk, heugeuk…”

The vaginal fluid that flowed out was absorbed by the dust, leaving it quite dry. Even so. So, the one inserting it might have been in pain. Chakuru didn’t care about that and shoved his thing into my tightly closed pussy.

The tip of Chakuru’s glans had small, bumpy thorns. Compared to those of a wild beast, the thorns were small, but even now, after evolving into the species of Astra, the traces remained.

“Keuheup. Keuheueut…?!”

The thorns on his glans scraped roughly against my vaginal walls, causing pain. Every time he thrust his cock in and out, unimaginable pain traveled up my spine and into my brain.

He choked my neck and fucked me. I panted with an ugly face to breathe. I stuck out my tongue and tried to keep my glazed eyes from closing. If I closed my eyes here, I might really die.

The audience chuckled at this desperate sight, sharing their lewd jokes. The red-haired human magician. That sassy magician who had mocked them. Was begging for his life and being raped. The vulva, stretched to its limit, and the swaying breasts were nothing more than eye candy for the audience.

And.

-If you don’t make him cum in three minutes, I’ll eat his left arm!

Some even made such violent demands.

“Huu, huuu, euhit?”

“Did you hear that?”

“He, heeek…?”

“It’s three minutes from now. Make me cum. If you don’t, I’ll eat your left arm.”

The force choking my neck weakened.

“Kehk, keuheuk… S, three minutes?”

“Five seconds have passed while you were talking.”

“N, no way… I, I’ll do it. I’ll make you cum in three minutes, so…”

He released the strength in his body as if to say, “Go ahead and try.” He leaned against the wall and entrusted his body to me. I clung to him like a cicada, pressing my body close. I had three minutes. I had to excite him as much as possible in that time.

Luckily. I had a body optimized for arousing men. I rubbed my erect, peach-colored nipples against Chakuru’s chest and tightened my lower body. When I put strength into my lower body, my vaginal walls wriggled and began to squeeze his penis.

“Haa, huuu…”

Like that, one minute passed. Chakuru’s thing only twitched and didn’t react much. I became anxious. I was only doing reconstruction just enough to barely survive, and if my arm was cut off here, I would have to choose between dying or openly healing.

I blew hot breath on his neck and swayed my hips. I ignored the pain of the thorns scraping against my vaginal walls and stirred Chakuru’s uterus with his cock. The thing that went into a place it shouldn’t have suddenly became hard with the sudden tightening.

“C, cum… Hurry…”

I forced a smile and clung to him. It was a smile I made to excite him, but the unnaturally raised corners of my mouth only increased the sadness. Even in the midst of that. The vaginal fluid that continued to flow dripped between my legs, forming a small puddle and doubling the lewdness.

“A sex slave’s body suits you better than a magician’s. Don’t you think?”

“T, that’s right. I, I’m a sex slave. Haeik. I, I’ll do it. P, please. C, cum, please. Huut…”

Whether it was because of my efforts to beg, throwing away even the last bit of humanity I had, Chakuru’s penis began to swell not long after.

“Heik, hueik―?!”

-Bururuk!! Semen filled my uterus. It was clear that my belly would expand when the child deployed its barrier, but right now, I was just relieved that my arm hadn’t been eaten. Because I wouldn’t die. Right now, my head was filled with the single word ‘I lived.’

“Huueu… I, I did it… S, three minutes…”

Exactly 2 minutes and 57 seconds. It was really close. Semen gurgled and flowed back from between my open vulva. The sticky semen ran down my bloodied thighs and soiled Chakuru’s instep. The smell of blood and vaginal fluid mixed with semen was… terrible.

But.

-Aaaah~! What a shame!!!

I heard the voice of the host, Sirek, from afar. He took out a pocket watch from his pocket and threw it onto the stage.

“Hmm?”

Chakuru, without even looking at it, caught the pocket watch and stared at it for a few seconds before smiling.

“Too bad.”

“Ueh…?”

“It’s over three minutes.”

“A, uh. T, that can’t be…?”

He threw me to the ground and tossed me the pocket watch. I, sitting in a puddle of blood-mixed vaginal fluid, checked the pocket watch with a dazed expression.

“I, it’s a lie, right…?”

The pocket watch pointed to 3 minutes and 3 seconds.

-Is the right arm next after the left arm?! Aaaah!! I’m really looking forward to it!!!

“Ah―…”

The host manipulated the time.

That was all there was to the story.